As an "old driver" who has been hiding in major military forums for a long time, Weiss certainly knew that in addition to paying attention to the basic principles of three points and one line and the correctness of the ruler setting, long-distance shooting must also comprehensively consider the bullet speed, wind direction, wind speed and the target's movement trend, and calculate the appropriate advance amount to achieve a hit.

However, this advance calculation process cannot be done by good science, but also depends on the accuracy of the spatial senses, vision conditions, shooting experience, grasping ability, etc. Weiss is not yet "knows" or "knows the enemy" in these aspects. When the soldiers in the room start shooting outward, he did not join the battle rashly, but observed and studied quietly.

Before being attacked suddenly and retreated to the wooden house in a panic, this group of Ulster Free Federation warriors did not have the chance to show their combat qualities. Now relying on the wooden house to implement defense, they launch free shooting against the enemies that are forcing them. Their calm mind, their proficient skills, and their tacit cooperation are fully revealed.

Luke was holding a special sniper rifle that he received from the enemy, and he was extremely handsome. Weiss held the "Grumman Fire Stick" and naturally focused on the soldiers who used the same weapon. This large-caliber bolt rifle has a heavy gun body and a large back seat, and the bullet cabin can only accommodate up to 4 rounds of bullets, with a speed of fire and flexibility. When dealing with long-distance targets, the warhead's flight trajectory dropped significantly, which increased the difficulty of accurate shooting. Even so, the soldiers can still achieve the shooting effect of two shots, one shot or one shot at the enemy soldiers hundreds of meters away. Such superb shooting skills cannot be achieved without years of hard training!

Weis was thinking when he suddenly heard Luke talking to him: "Long, why don't you shoot?"

Turning his head and seeing Luke, who was black and yellow-skinned, knelt on one knee, while observing the battle situation around, loading bullets into the expensive and exquisite sniper rifle.

Weiss had a sudden inspiration and replied: "I usually use fixed targets, and I was still exploring the trick just now!"

"It's not difficult, remember it: the west wind is blowing here, the wind speed is five knots, and shooting in the east window. If the enemy is as high as the velocity, hit one position behind him without moving, hit one position in front of him with a fast running, hit one position in front of him with a jogging; if the enemy is only half a velocity, the position just now is doubled; if the enemy is as high as the velocity, the position just now is reduced by half." Luke quickly taught him the key points of shooting at this moment.

Getting this trick, Weiss picked up an east-facing shooting position without hesitation, with his left foot in front and his right foot in back, leaning forward on his upper body, focusing on aiming, and grabbing medicine according to the prescription. The moment he pulled the trigger, he felt the butt stock stumbled violently, his ears buzzing, and a ball of white smoke in front of him, and ripples in his heart...

"Ha, you hit that guy!" Luke's voice suddenly came from behind.

Weiss couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Really?"

Luke did not answer, but suddenly grabbed the back of his clothes and pulled hard. Weiss was caught off guard and immediately fell backwards with a big butt, but not only did he not complain at all, but instead looked ahead in fear.

After a while, the wooden wall panel facing Weiss exploded on the ground.

Because the threat of enemy snipers always exists, the soldiers dare not get too close to the window. Generally, they have to change their positions after firing two or three shots. Weiss also noticed this, so he planned to move to the side after another shot, but unexpectedly he was targeted after firing one shot.

If Luke hadn't taken the action just now, it wouldn't be just wood debris that flew away in the air at this moment!

"Be careful, the enemy's snipers are very powerful, don't be caught by them!" Although the tall man had not completely lost his combat power, Luke was yelling to remind everyone.

However, a few seconds after Luke finished speaking, a wail sounded in the wooden house. Looking closely, a soldier fell not far from the window, and the bullet that hit him should have shot through the window.

Fortunately, he did not hurt the vital points and had a chance to treat him. The soldiers next to him quickly stopped the bleeding and bandaged him.

"This won't work, Luke!" the tall man called out, "If this continues, we will all die here! We have to find a way to kill the enemy's snipers so that we can persist in the patrol ship!"

Weiss is now unwilling to worry about whether this "battleship" is a kind of land vehicle, an airship, an aircraft. He has just observed so long, but he saw dozens of men in white quickly surround him from several directions, and he couldn't tell which ones were ordinary soldiers and which ones were professional snipers. The sniper rifles seized from the enemy certainly made Luke feel like a tiger, but it was really hard to ask him to deal with the enemy's sniper ace!

Luke frowned and gritted his teeth, looking at the tangled expression of helplessness, but then he looked up at the roof and immediately had an idea.

"I have to go up and try," he said to the tall man, "this is our only hope."

Half of the soldiers under his command had already suffered casualties and the mission was about to fail. Even if the tall man couldn't bear it, he could only let Luke take a risk.

The surviving soldiers were either shooting or rescuing their companions. Weiss climbed up from the ground and volunteered: "I'll help you!"

It can be seen that Luke wanted to refuse, but at this time, the middle-aged man with Dr. Z was hit by a bullet piercing through the wooden wall panel. The ladies were already frightened, and when they saw this, they cried and cried, almost collapsing.

Luke took the sniper rifle and jumped on the spot, then held the beam in his hand and stepped on the wall, climbed up, stepped on the wooden beam and moved longitudinally, and soon arrived at the chimney position of the fireplace. He pulled out his dagger and pounded the left and right around the joint between the chimney and the roof, as if confirming their specific structure and strength. After a moment, he lowered his head and said to Weiss: "Give me the 'fire stick'!"

Weiss quickly handed over the rifle in his hand.

After taking the gun, Luke first pulled out all the bullets in the chamber and magazine, turned the gun mouth, smashed the chimney and roof with the buttstock, and then loosened them in a few seconds. Like a marmot digging a hole, he pulled down the stones and wood at the joints of the two, smashed open the ice and snow on the roof, and created a shooting hole the size of a helmet.

Throwing the "Grumman Fire Stick" to Weiss, Luke fucked the "Falcon" himself, searched through the sniper lens for a while, and then he suddenly took off his helmet and threw it to Weiss: "Dragon! Fishing tactics! Understand?"

Weiss didn't understand it at first, but holding Luke's helmet and thinking that the enemy sniper who was urgently needed to be solved, he instantly realized. He walked closer to the window, turned around and lay down, and held the helmet with the "Grumman Fire Stick" and slowly rose about one meter away from the window. When the helmet edge was roughly parallel to the lower edge of the window, he slowed down his movements.

Within two seconds, there was a "bang" sound, and the helmet that was pressed against the muzzle was instantly bombarded.

After a blink of an eye, the falcon in Luke's hand also made a sound. The "dong" sounded more sharp than the gunshots of "Grumman Fire Stick".

Weiss was still lying on the ground, asking in a comfortable and itchy posture, "Have you hit it?"

After observing for a moment, Luke replied firmly: "Kill it!"

"Ha, what 'Black Death' is not a fool!" Weiss said it loudly so that everyone in the room could hear it.

The tall man responded: "Kill the sniper here?"

"Kill it!" Luke gave another affirmative answer.

The tall man then ordered loudly: "Tomaso! Annelo! Strengthen the firepower on the east side and repel the enemies here first!"

Two soldiers came to the sound. Although there was only one window to the east, the walls of the wooden house had been bombarded with bullets, many holes as small as peaches and plums and as big as bowls. The well-trained and experienced soldiers were just shooting out through these holes.

Dong! Swish! Dong! Swish! Dong! Swish!

In less than ten seconds, Luke fired all the remaining three bullets in the bullet bay in one breath, and his hands were so fast that it made people feel dizzy. He stepped on a beam on each of his feet, held the gun firmly with his left hand, and took four bullets from the bullet strap on his cross-body shoulder in one go, and quickly stuffed them into the bullet bay. Then he raised the gun, aimed, fired, pulled the bolt, threw the shell, reset, raised the gun, aimed, and fired... During this period, the bullets fired by the enemy occasionally penetrated the roof, and the broken wood chips flew around Luke, but he was not moved at all, like a brave and powerful human machine gun!

In a trance, Weiss seemed to have seen the God of War descending to earth. When he turned around and prepared to help clean up the smelly fish and shrimps, he found that the enemy attacking from the east was retreating in panic with his wounded number. Before, the number of people from thirty or forty was like tigers going down the mountain. At this moment, there were only less than twenty remaining defeated soldiers. With such a big contrast, most of the credit will be attributed to Luke?

Before Weis could offer praise, he saw Luke lifting his "Falcon" again and asking for the "Grumman Fire Stick". Without saying a word, he handed the rifle in his hand to Luke, but he sighed in his heart: the enemy's sniper rifle is as magnificent as a magic weapon, and his rifle is only suitable for rough work. This Ulster Free Federation's arms industry is too embarrassing!

With the Invincible Fire Stick in hand, Luke shot Kong Tuo into a big hole that was a square meter in just a few seconds.

"Dragon! Come up! Cover me!" After leaving this sentence, Luke crawled out with two guns.

Where is this sung?

Weiss thought while climbing, and when he followed him to the roof outside, he understood Luke's intention: the chimney of the wooden house stood on the roof on the east side, and the shooting ports chiseled from the chimney position could only deal with the enemies in the east. With their existing tools, they had to chisel the shooting ports on the roof on the other three sides, which was time-consuming and laborious. He simply used strong firepower to repel the enemy in the east, climbed onto the roof, and used the roof as a cover to shoot the enemy in the other three sides from a high place.

What a plan! What a courage! What a skill!

Luke didn't have time to pay attention to Weiss' admiring little eyes, but stuffed the "Grumman Fire Stick" back to him: "I'll deal with the north, stare at the south, lie down and shoot, lower your head, understand?"

"I understand!" Weiss nodded quickly.

So the two worked together separately, one facing south and the other facing north, crawling on the herringbone roof, sniping at the enemy soldiers surrounding them from both sides.

The number of enemies coming from the north is similar to the east, but the terrain on this side is wide and lacks shooting cover, which is not conducive to infantry advancement. Luke's two rounds of rapid shooting successfully drove the enemies on this side back. Weiss's "sitting in" was their own retreat direction. The Norman soldiers who were chasing this place had to go a long way to go to the south side of the wooden house, so they didn't even see a few Norman soldiers on this side, so they didn't even have the chance to fire.

Luke turned around and looked at the situation in the south: "Okay, now we can concentrate on dealing with the enemies in the west!"

After that, he took out a small piece of lens from his top pocket, pinched the corner of the mirror and slowly raised it up, using the mirror to refract the situation in the west. After a while, he said to Weiss: "Hey, dragon, come and catch another fish!"

Without the helmet, Weiss had to make some sacrifice, take off his coat, and in turn put it on his butt, moving it to the side, slowly stretching it out.

Time passed in seconds, and bullets flew by, from time to time, hitting the roof to the west, making a muffled sound, but there was no precise attack from the sniper.

"The situation is not very good!" Luke whispered, "'Black Death' must be here! He is a veteran who has experienced the last battle. He shot more people than we hunted, and the fishing tactics are of no use to him."

"Go ahead!" Weiss gritted his teeth, got up suddenly, poked his head out, and used his head as bait.

There was a 100-meter open area between the woodland and the wooden house to the west. Weiss saw that the enemy soldiers wearing white cloaks had arrived at the edge of the woodland, leaning against trees, crawling on the ground, covering each other, and advancing step by step. As long as the situation was favorable, a charge could rush over.

"Get down quickly!"

When Luke made his voice, Weiss was already lowering his head. In a blink of an eye, he felt something lifted up at the end of his hair. A short roar that broke through the air made all the pores on his body feel chilled: if he had slowed down, then a few seconds later, his head would definitely be blasted into countless pieces, and red and white spilled on the roof!

Dear you, Luke! Don't let me take risks in vain! Weiss shouted in his heart.
Chapter completed!